Yeah, I named myself after bugs! At first because I couldn't think of something better, but I really like it. [Beaming hearing V was okay with bugs] Have you seen an Eastern Hercules Beetle before? They're cool! They're kinda banana colored and have a little horn!

Buggy was readying herself, didn't want to make a bad impression with thd people she's staying with. She looked up as L retreated, having heard his reaction. "Uh.... hi.?"

Buggy noticed the discomfort. Her confidence she was building to introduce herself fizzled away. "Oh, uh. Sorry. I just wanted to say hi uh, we don't gotta talk right now,"

Buggy nodded back, giving her attention to her drawings. ... This felt really awkward to her. Trying not to look at or bother the other. Very unlike her to keep quiet.

Doing her best to just focus on her drawing. Glancing over to L every few seconds. Seeing him getting a mug out... "...are you making something?"

//puts two kids w trust issues in same room. awesome. I'll probly finish this later but Ɛ>

"That's cool...!" Long pause. "Or, um. Warm, I guess." Internally face-palming over that stupid joke.

Amazed about the flame. Doesn't... want to ask about it. "Uh. It's okay. I'm... kinda the same. Sometimes I can talk to new people but um. Yeah." Plus it's weird to her being in the other's house but still being a complete stranger.

Buggy's not gonna comment that she's the same in a way. Don't wanna sound like she's competing or something. "Um..Sorry." Looking away from the flame, not wanting to stare. She wished her drawing would just suck her in so she didn't have to have this awkward interaction.

Buggy nodded quietly. Looking back over at the other, seeing the flames change color. "That's cool! The, uh, the fire thing..."

"... Sorry." Not really wanting to make him feel like he's gotta talk. Not really feeling like it's their business anyway. Putting their attention back on drawing. They don't wanna overstep any lines and it felt better to make themself shut up.

Buggy put her face in her hands. "I mean about bringin' it up. I don't wanna be like. Rude or makin' you uncomfortable in your house." Not pity. Just relatability and feeling bad for accidentally broaching the topic.

Looking back up and tilting her head. "I mean... your mom's house, you live here, your house too..?" A lil confused. "Um. And, if I like. End up bothering you or somethin'... I ain't supposed to be here long, So um..Don't gotta worry too bad bout the trust stuff..?"

"Oh. Huh." Hadn't ever thought about kids moving out of their homes. "Uh.. Hope that goes okay..?" They're not sure what else to say. They're... not the best conversationalist.

i'm tried. been.....not wantin to sleep. and it's catchin' up on me

"Oh. Um.. I've never moved, I was gonna like.. give some good lucks but I dunno if that's what people say...?" Fidgeting with her pencil. "I hope it goes okay.?"